This is a song about "Undead soldiers"

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Only true soldiers are thrown into the harshest of battle.

I've been used for trade and laid by soldiers against my will,

She ever fuck around, she will make a nigga kill

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

And calliope is the right of passage for our soldiers,

Though i'm chasing dreams i don't ever care for sleeping much

Like soldiers charging up the hills, and dropping agent orange,

Money stacked to the ceiling just as quick as it dispense

Soldiers fighting for this country, and you act like it isn't tense

And i don’t need a cure

Nowadays it's undead on tour,

Nigga i tranquilize a bucketful of crabs damn right

I sigh, in my heart, a million soldiers just died.

Spawned, unsolved, soldiers he's masking/

That don't mean you gotta stop dancing